[Republic of China] The paradise of rebirth

From August to now, this battle has been stalemate for more than three months. Now it is winter, but the Japanese army's offensive is getting more and more fierce. The middle-aged man in a green shirt is reading the news in the newspaper, his brows are deeply furrowed , In the past few months, many residents have fled Nanjing one after another.

Everyone is worried that after the collapse of the Shanghai defense line, Nanjing will be unable to defend militarily. How will Nanjing be defended then?Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the high command actually mobilized nearly 10 troops, intending to defend Nanjing and fight to the death.

Then I heard that the defense line in Shanghai had already collapsed, and the Japanese army had already attacked Changzhou and Huzhou along the north and south sides of Taihu Lake, and pursued Nanjing with all their strength. .

In the past few days, I heard that there is a safe area in the northwest of Nanjing City, which can provide civilians with shelter from the artillery fire. Many people hurriedly packed up their belongings and left the city to escape, hoping to escape the flames of war.

The man looked at the shabby house with four walls, and smiled wryly in his heart, where else could he go?So what if he escaped the flames of war?Is there still a place for him in this world?Is there still a place for him in the world?

Now he can't even support himself. Looking at his disabled left leg, his mind is drifting away. Who was it that year? When he first came to the stage, he was full of vigor. Nian Bai's figure was amazing, and his singing and martial arts were fascinating. , are still unsatisfactory.

He was young and brilliant, but the past was unbearable. That night, he cried softly, who caught his eyes, and who caught his heart. The lingering love turned out to be just a play on the spot. He lost his stage, lost his youth, and finally lost A good leg and a good voice.

In exchange for only three pale words──I'm sorry.

Since then, he left Beijing, left his roots, drifted away, and finally settled down in Nanjing. One south and one north, is it like the distance between two hearts?

On the eighth day of December, news came that the Japanese army had fully occupied the first-line defensive positions outside Nanjing and began to attack the outer positions. The entire city of Nanjing suddenly fell into panic, and many residents began to retreat hastily.

The crowd was crowded, all of them were rushing towards Yijiangmen, which was the only way for Nanjing to retreat to Xiaguan Wharf. Tens of thousands of residents crowded towards the gate of the city. out of control.

Many people fell to the ground and were trampled to death. At this juncture, everyone only wanted to survive. Everyone was unwilling to stay in Nanjing City, fearing that if it was a second late, they would die at the knife's mouth of the Japanese army.

On the 6th, a part of the [-]th Division of the Japanese Army broke through the Zhonghua Gate, but failed to go deep. The division commander in charge of defending the Zhonghua Gate led some troops to flee to the lower pass. The whole city of Nanjing was in chaos. On the morning of the [-]th, The Japanese army invaded the city of Nanjing.

When the Japanese army broke in, the man in the green shirt sat quietly aside. The Japanese army shouted loudly and held up the stabbing gun in their hands as a threat. .

The Japanese army was swearing, and stabbed the man with the bayonet in his hand. The first knife was pierced into the heart, and the man smiled; the second knife was pierced into the lower abdomen, and the man closed his eyes. Afterwards, countless bayonets were pooled with blood, stained red. The man covered his whole body, and also dyed the whole city of Nanjing red.

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I'm a little confused now, wasn't I stabbed to death with a bayonet by the Japanese soldiers who broke into my home in Nanjing?Why did you open your eyes and return to Beijing City?

The bricks and tiles that come into view are still as they are in memory. Even the bedding on the bed exudes the faint fragrance of osmanthus in my memory. I am naturally partial to osmanthus. Every time the osmanthus is in season, I will ask Xiaodongzi to help me pick a basket full of it. petals.

I'm really a little surprised, what's going on?How could it be possible for me to return to this distant city of Beijing alone from such a far south, from the south surrounded by Japanese troops, the city of Beijing that only appears in my dreams.

At this moment, I felt dizzy, I closed my eyes quickly, and tried my best to wait for the dizziness to pass. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away. , the owner's face is going to turn black again."

I was very surprised, it was Xiaodongzi's voice, I was overjoyed, and just about to open my eyes, I suddenly remembered, Xiaodongzi!Xiaodongzi left me 30 years ago. On that summer day, she slept at the bottom of the lotus pond forever.

But what is next to my ear now is clearly the voice of Xiaodongzi. What is going on?

Thinking of this, I can't wait to open my eyes. I really miss Xiaodongzi. Xiaodongzi and I grew up together, like brothers and sisters, but because of me, I can only sleep alone at the bottom of the lotus pond. He is many.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Xiaodongzi's round face, it was still the same as in memory, Xiaodongzi hadn't changed at all, that's great, I'm afraid he won't be able to recognize him anymore.

"Tsing Yi! You finally woke up." Unexpectedly, Xiao Dongzi recognized me at a glance, rushed to my bed, grabbed my hand and burst into tears.

I'm really moved, Xiao Dongzi is indeed my confidant, I haven't seen you for 30 years, and I can recognize you at a glance, I can't help but flush, I finally see you, Xiao Dongzi .

"Qingyi, does your wound hurt?" Xiaodongzi asked anxiously seeing my red eyes.

"How are you doing?" I shook my head. Although there are so many holes pierced all over my body, it would be a lie to say that it doesn't hurt, but I just want to know how well he has been living underground for the past 30 years.

"Is it good or not? Get well soon so I can get better." Xiao Dongzi glared at me, wiped away tears, but didn't answer my question.

I feel a little sad in my heart, thinking that Xiao Dongzi still blames me, and also, my friend for many years killed himself at the bottom of the pool because of an outsider, and I can't let go of whoever it was.

"Little Dongzi, I'm sorry." Although I know these three words are very pale, I still owe him this sentence for 30 years. Today I finally have the opportunity to say it to him in person.

"I know I'm sorry, and I'll recover soon. The owner of the garden is getting darker every day." Xiaodongzi puffed up her cheeks, and thrust her waist in feigned anger.

"The owner of the garden is here too?" I was a little depressed. I didn't want to see that enchanting and exaggerated person again after I died. I was not enough squeezed by him in the previous life, but I remembered his help again and sighed. I didn't expect He also died.

I thought the scourge would last for thousands of years, but who would have thought that he, like me, would report to the underworld before arriving to know the destiny.

"Where else can you go if the owner is not here, you are so confused." Xiaodongzi stared at me with supercilious eyes, but I don't know, why did he get better with the owner after he went underground?

"Little Dongzi, aren't you afraid of the garden owner?" I was really curious. I remember that Xiaodongzi had always been afraid of the garden owner. I never thought that he would become more courageous after his death.

"I've never been afraid of him before!" Xiaodongzi put her waist in, raised her chin arrogantly, and really looked like she was not afraid of anything.

"Who have you ever been afraid of?" At this time, a cold voice came from the door, I turned my head slightly, and saw the owner of the garden again wearing a brightly colored coat, holding a folding fan, leaning against the door with a half-smile.

"Garden... the owner of the garden." Little Dongzi, who had just said that he was not afraid, whispered in a low voice, his head almost dropped to his chest.

"Tsing Yi is awake?" The owner of the garden glanced at me lightly, and I immediately felt a chilling feeling in my heart. If Xiao Dongzi's appearance had not changed, I could still regard him as having died young, but I left the city of Beijing. At that time, the owner of the garden was obviously not like this.

Only then did I really look at this room carefully, and the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became. Just now I thought that Xiaodongzi knew me so well that he had prepared the same room for me even in the ground floor. Only then did I realize that this room was clearly mine. The room I stayed for nearly ten years.

"Little Dongzi, can I bring a bronze mirror?" I trembled, and although Xiaodongzi was puzzled, he quickly brought a small bronze mirror.

I took a deep breath, summoned up my courage, and brought my face to the bronze mirror. In the mirror, the young man had red lips, white teeth, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and starry eyes. His face was a little pale, but his beauty could not be concealed.

I put down the bronze mirror in a daze, shocked in my heart, how can I forget this face, this is the face that has been with me all my life, it is my most brilliant years, it is the year when Du Qingyi first showed his edge, the lush and gorgeous 15 years old .